Ever have a bunch of old clothes that you just can’t throw away? You know you’ll never wear them. Ever. But you can’t let them go. The thin film of dead clothes grows into a thick boulder of even deader clothes over the years. Junk smashing other junk. You’re left with baggage. Less room. More crap. Dead [...]
Ever have a bunch of old clothes that you just can't throw away? You know you'll never wear them. Ever. But you can't let them go. The thin film of dead clothes grows into a thick boulder of even deader clothes over the years. Junk smashing other junk.
You're left with baggage. Less room. More crap. Dead crap at that — crap you're never going to use. It doesn't make sense, this habit. It's not the smartest quirk to have.
And that's why your body throws it's old clothes away. Whatever it knows it's not going to use, say bye-bye. There's no need to have useless junk taking up space and energy when both the space and the energy could go elsewhere. A more important elsewhere, to boot.
Your body is greedy. It's always trying to survive in a way better suited to the world you've shown it.
Want it? Need it. The body is more likely to keep it around (or create it) if you need it.
Don't need it? You won't have it. Your body doesn't keep old clothes.
You have a lot clothes when you're young — clothes you regularly wear. Balancing and vestibular awareness. The juicy fluid in your inner ear. Spatial reasoning. Constructing a virtual pathway in your brain. Kinesthetic sense. Knowing where your body is in space. Spatial-temporal awareness. Knowing where you are in relation to other objects.
You roll. Squat. Jump. Fall. You weren't afraid of landing impact. You weren't afraid of the universe rotating your consciousness as you somersaulted sixteen times in a row. You know, just for fun. For kicks. You, in all of your youthful plasticity, soaked up these abilities as you did these things. You bought the clothes.
Your body is cool keeping these clothes around because you wear them. Because you do find it enjoyable to somersault sixteen times in a row for no real reason.
Today? Unlike when you were six? Sixteen somersaults make you spew your supper into the foliage. You don't have those clothes anymore.
Put your arm in a cast and your muscles wither away. Put your balance, spatial reasoning, kinesthetic awareness, and that whole bag of treats into a cast (don't use them) and they wither away too.
They become old clothes. Never worn. Baggage.
Every day you don't put wear these clothes they collect dust. Every molecule of dust inches them closer to the corner of the closet where old clothes slither in soot. And what do you know about old clothes? What happens to them?
Your brain is plastic, just like your body. Use these abilities or lose these abilities.
The best time to start was yesterday.
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